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  Diego ehe new nightclub of the Prince Family. Prince was the alias Nigel had chosen for Nero after they escaped from Kingpiy years ago. At the time, he had to ge the little boss's st name lest they were discovered by Kingpin. Even now, in their cover business, Nero was using the name Prihe nifice to this name was to tribute Nero Prihe soul from Earth, who sacrificed his ce to take Nero of this world and gave away his soul.

  Diego ehe club, the bodyguards greeting their boss. Although the nightclub was Nero's, Diego was in charge. The club was a marvel of modern design, a blend of sleek lines and opulent décor. As Diego walked through the entrahe bouncers nodded respectfully. "Good evening, Mr. Martinez," one of them said, holding the door open.

  "Evening, James. How's the night treating you?" Diego replied, his smile effortlessly putting everyo ease.

  James chuckled. "'t pin, boss. Busy night though."

  "Just the way we like it," Diego said with a wink before stepping inside.

  The main floor was buzzing with energy, the music thrumming through the air, lights fshing in sync with the beat. Diego made his way through the crowd, exging pleasantries with patrons and staff alike. He moved with a fidehat atention, his light brown eyes sparkling uhe club's ambient lighting.

  "Diego! Over here!" a voice called from the bar. It was Anna, looking radiant as always, her crimson curls boung as she waved.

  "Anna! Looking stunning as usual," Diego said, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "Who's the lucky guy tonight?"

  Anna ughed, her greewinkling mischievously. "Oh, you know me, always keeping them guessing."

  Diego chuckled, his eyes on her green, "Well, I wish you good hunting." His tone yful, but his mind was already on his ask. He waved goodbye to Anna and tinued his jourhrough the club. The main floor acked, the music a throbbing pulse that resohrough his body. As he navigated through the throngs of people, his abilities was on full dispy.

  "Evening, Mr. Martinez," greeted a waitress with a tray full of drinks. "Need anything?"

  Diego smiled, shaking his head. "Just making sure everyone is having a good time, El. Keep up the great work."

  "Thanks, Mr. Martinez!" she replied, her cheeks flushing slightly.

  He moved on, chatting up with everyo the bar, a group urs hailed him. "Diego! You gonna join us for a drink?"

  "Only if you promise not to cheat at cards again, Jimmy," Diego said with a grin, elig a round of ughter from the group. "I'll catch up with you guys ter. Behave, alright?"

  "Yeah, yeah, boss," Jimmy replied, raising his gss.

  Wherever he walked, Diego stopped by to exge a few words, leaving a trail of smiles and ughter. He made his way toward the VIP se, his eyes sing the crowd with practiced ease. The music was loud, the bass thumping through the floor, but Diego moved with a grace that suggested he belonged in this world of fshing lights and pulsating rhythms.

  "Mr. Martinez, good to see you!" a businessman called out, raising his gss.

  "Evening, Carl. How’s the family?" Diego asked, pausing for a moment.

  "Growing too fast, if you ask me. You should e by for dinner sometime," Carl replied.

  "I’ll take you up on that. Tell Sandra I said hello," Diego said with a wink before tinuing on.

  A young couple caught his eye . "Enjoying the night?" he asked, his smile warm.

  "Absolutely! This pce is amazing," the woman gushed.

  "Gd to hear it. Let me know if you need anything," Diego said, giving them a reassuring nod.

  As he he VIP area, Diego spotted Harry Osborn sitting with a group of friends, including a red haired beautiful girl. Harry had a fident air about him, a result of his father's influend wealth. But there was something different about him tonight, a sense of eagerhat Diego couldn't ignore.

  "Harry, wele! How’s the college hunt going?" Diego greeted, his eyes twinkling.

  Harry stood up to shake Diego’s hand. "Diego, it’s great to be here. The college tours have been intense, but I’m enjoying Boston so far."

  "Gd to hear it. Have you had a ce to check out the nightlife yet?" Diego asked, gesturing around the club.

  "Not like this," Harry admitted, looking around in awe.

  Harry noticed the gnd introduced her, "Oh, Diego, this is Mary Jason. MJ, this is Diego Martinez."

  MJ extended her hand with a smile. "o meet you, Diego. I’ve heard a lot about you."

  Diego took her hand, with a soft smile. "The pleasure’s all mine, MJ. I hope they’ve only told you the good things."

  MJ ughed softly. "Mostly good, a few warnings."

  "Well, I’ll do my best to live up to the reputation," Diego said, his eyes twinkling.

  Mary Jane, sittio Harry, smiled at Diego. "This pce is incredible, Mr. Martinez. I don’t know how you do it."

  "Just a bit of magid a lot of hard work," Diego replied with a grin. "You guys need anything? Drinks, food?"

  "Actually, I wouldn’t mind another round," Harry said, raising his empty gss.

  "ing right up. Make yourselves at home," Diego said before signaling a waitress.

  As the waitress approached, Diego turned his attention to Mary Jane. "So, how’s life treating you, Ms. Watson?"

  "Busy as ever. Between school and my ag gigs, I barely have time to breathe," she replied, ughing.

  "Well, you deserve a night off. Enjoy yourself," Diego said, his tone sincere.

  Diego tried to gauge Harry's iion for calling this meeting. Equally, Harry was looking at Diego with a mix of eagerness and fidence.

  "So, Harry, what's this all about? You didn't e just to enjoy the drinks, did you?" Diego teased, leaning casually against his seat.

  Harry smirked, swirling his gss before taking a sip. "You caught me, Diego. I've got a proposition for you. Ever since I heard about Prince's Nightclub, I was skeptical. I thought the name was a bit... pretentious."

  Diego chuckled, "Yeah, it's a bit on the nose, but it works."

  "But then I kept hearing more. About the vibe, the atmosphere, the sheer magic of this pce. People love it, Diego. There's something special here, and I want in on it," Harry tinued, his tone growing more serious.

  Diego raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Go on."

  Harry leaned forward, l his voice. "I want to purchase the subsidiary rights to the name and the cept. Imagine Prince's Nightclub franchises all over the try. This pce has a unique charm, and I think it could be huge."

  Diego studied Harry for a moment, his expression thoughtful. "You know, running nightclubs is a lot different from managing a biotepany. What makes you think you ha?"

  Harry ughed, shaking his head. "Trust me, Diego, I'm not my father. Biotech is his passion, not mine. But the nightlife? The energy? The people? That's where I shine. I have a knack for eg with people, making them feel at ease. And I love the thrill of the night."

  Diego nodded slowly, a smile pying on his lips. "Alright, I see you're serious about this. But it's not just about money, Harry. It's about maintaining the iy of what makes this pce special."

  Harry's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Exactly. I don't want to ge what works. I want to enha, bring it to more people without losing what makes it unique."

  Diego sighed, pretending to mull it over. "Well, you've certainly done your homework. But I'll have to talk to my boss about this. He's the one who'll have the final say."

  "Of course," Harry agreed readily. "I wouldn't expeything less. But if you put in a good word for me, I'd appreciate it."

  Diego grinned, g Harry on the shoulder. "I'll see what I do. In the meantime, enjoy the night. And try not to get too ahead of yourself."

  Harry ughed, raising his gss. "Deal. But let me make you drunk first."

  Diego chuckled, "Sure, but if you end up in my bed, it is not my fault." He wi Harry, whose smirk wavered, repced by a slight grimace. Harry had heard all about Diego's irresistible charm and the rumors of straight men falling for him. He shivered a bit but pushed it aside with anulp of his drink.

  Diego chuckled seeing Harry's rea, then turo the other young men who came with Harry. They were all sed-geion rich kids, enjoying the privileges their fathers' wealth afforded them. Eae had a different story, but they shared the on bond of privilege and expectations.

  "Don't tell me you guys are here to recruit Diego into your test scheme," Diego teased, gng around at the group with a sly smile.

  One of the young men, Michael, grinned. "Well, you know us too well, Diego. But in our defense, who wouldn’t want the best oeam?"

  "And what harebrained idea do you have this time?" Diego asked, leaning back with an amused expression.

  Another young man, Jason, leaned in with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Ever heard of a treasure hunt? We're pnning the biggest ohis city has ever seen. Exclusive invites, hidden clues, and a grand prize."

  Diego raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Sounds like quite the event. What’s the catch?"

  Harry smirked, taking a sip of his drink. "No catch, just a way to blow off some steam and have a little fun. We could use someoh your ability and es to make it unfettable."

  Diego ughed, shaking his head. "You guys are relentless. I’ll think about it. But for now, how about we enjoy the night without any schemes?"

  The group ughed, raising their gsses in agreement.

  Mary Jane, who had been quietly the exge, finally spoke up. "Diego, you seem to have a knack for drawing attention."

  Diego wi her, his light browwinkling. "It's all about uanding people, MJ. Everyone carries a story, and I’ve learo listen closely."

  "That, and you flirt with anything that breathes," Michael added with a chuckle.

  Diego put a hand over his heart in mock offense. "Guilty as charged. But you bme me?"

  The group erupted in ughter, the lighthearted banter flowing easily. "Alright, enough about my flirting habits," Diego said, ging the subject. "How’s everyone else doing? Any new adventures?"

  Jason leaned in, eager to share. "Actually, I just got back from a trip to the Amazon. You wouldn’t believe the things I saw there. A ruins, rare wildlife... it was incredible."

  "Sounds like quite the adventure," Diego remarked. "Did y bay souvenirs?"

  Jason nodded, pulling out a small, intricately carved wooden figure from his pocket. "Found this in one of the ruins. The locals said it’s a good luck charm."

  "Well, let’s hope it brings you luck," Diego said, admiring the figure before handing it back.

  As the night progressed, the youngsters started to show signs of intoxication. While Diego was barely hazy, Harry and his friends, fresh from high school graduation, were clearly less experiehe VIP lounge buzzed with energy, but the alcohol loosened more than just tongues. Some of the boys began to let their hands and eyes wander, making Mary Jane increasingly unfortable.

  One of the boys, Michael, reached out to pull a waitress onto his p, but Harry quickly intervened, grabbing his friend's wrist. "Cut it out, Mike. You want Diego to throw us out?" he warned, his tone serious.

  Michael grumbled but released the waitress, who shot a grateful g Harry before hurrying away.

  Diego observed the exge, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Let's keep it respectful, gentlemen," he said, his voice smooth but firm. "We want everyoo have a good time."

  "Yeah, yeah, no harm meant," Jason slurred, raising his gss in a mock salute. "We’re just having fun."

  Diego gave a tight smile. "Fun's all good, but let's not fet our manners."

  Mary Jane, feeling more at ease with Diego's presence, leaned in closer to Harry. "Thanks for that," she said softly.

  Harry gave her a reassuring smile. "No problem. Some of these guys o learn their limits."

  As the group settled bato their seats, Diego turned his attention baary Jane. "So, Ms. Watson, what got you into ag?" he asked, genuinely curious.

  Mary Jane shrugged, a shy smile on her lips. "I've always loved the stage. It's like a whole different world where you be anyone you want to be."

  Diego nodded, his eyes warm. "Sounds like you've got a real passion for it. Have you nded any roles yet?"

  "A few small ones," she replied, her fidence growing. "But I’m hoping to get my big break soon."

  "You'll get there," Diego said, his tone encing. "With that kind of passion, it's only a matter of time."

  The night wore on, and the alcohol tio flow. Diego kept a careful eye on the group, making sure things didn’t get out of hand. The versations shifted to lighter topics, with plenty of teasing and jokes flying around.

  "Hey, Diego," Harry called out, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Why don’t you show us some of yendary dance moves?"

  Diego ughed, shaking his head. "I don't think you hahem, Harry."

  "Oh, e on!" Jason egged on. "Show us what you got!"

  Diego stood up, giving a mock bow. "Alright, but only because you begged."

  He moved to the small dance floor, his movements fluid and graceful. The crowd around him cheered, and eveher patrons in the VIP se turo watch. Mary Jane's eyes widened in admiration, and Harry gave a low whistle.

  "He's good," Harry admitted, leaning closer to Mary Jane. "Better than I expected."

  "Way better," Mary Jane agreed, her eyes never leaving Diego.

  After a few minutes, Diego returo the table, slightly out of breath but smiling. "Satisfied?" he asked, grabbing a gss of water.

  "Definitely," Harry ughed. "You sure know how to eain."

  "It's part of the job," Diego said with a chuckle. "Now, how about you? Any hidden talents we should know about?"

  Harry shook his head, grinning. "hat I’m willing to share tonight."

  Diego chuckled, turning his attention baary Jane. "And you, Ms. Watson? Any party tricks?"

  Mary Jane blushed, shaking her head. "I think I'll stick to watg."

  Diego smiled. "Fair enough. Watg be just as fun."

  As the night tihe atmosphere in the VIP lounge became more rexed. The youngsters, though tipsy, seemed to have taken Diego’s earlier warning to heart.

  When the night finally drew to a close, Diego stood up, g his hands to get everyone's attention. "Alright, folks, I think it's time to call it a night. Let's get you all home safely."

  By now, even Harry was drunk, and they all started to boo, "We are not kids anymore."

  Diego ughed, "Oh really? Then why do I feel like I'm babysitting?"

  Jason, his arm slung around Michael's shoulder, chimed in, "Babysitting? More like chaperoning a bunch of unruly high schoolers."

  "Speak for yourself, Jason," Michael retorted, swaying slightly. "I'm perfectly capable of handling my liquor."

  "Sure you are, Mike," Harry snickered, his speech slurred. "Just like you're capable of cheating at cards."

  "Hey, that was oime!" Michael protested, prompting ughter from the group.

  "Alright, alright," Diego said, holding up his hands. "Let's get you all to your cars."

  As they stumbled towards the exit, Diego kept a close wat them. Harry tripped over his ow, catg himself on Mary Jane, who smiled politely but looked increasingly unfortable.

  "Easy there, Harry," Diego said, catg up. "You need some help?"

  Harry shook his head, "I'm good, Diego. Just a bit wobbly."

  At the entrahe valet brought around the cars. Harry fumbled with his keys, attempting to unlock his sleek bck sports car.

  "Don't drive," Diego warned, stepping in front of him. "None of you are capable of driving."

  Jason rolled his eyes, "e on, Diego. We're fine."

  "Yeah," Michael agreed, "We're not that drunk."

  "Sure, and I'm the Queen of Engnd," Diego shot back. "Listen, it's not up for debate. You drive in this state, you put yourselves and others at risk."

  Harry sighed, rubbing his temples. "Fine, fine. But how do you propose we get home then?"

  Diego smirked, signaling a couple of bodyguards. "These gentlemen will drive you back to your hotels. Numents."

  Jason and Michael started to protest, but Diego cut them off, "Don't be idiots. It's either this or I call your fathers ahem know how responsible you've been."

  That shut them up. Harry looked at Diego, his expression a mix of gratitude and resignation. "Thanks, Diego. You're a lifesaver."

  "Just doing my job," Diego replied, patting Harry on the back. "And keeping you alive is part of it."

  As the bodyguards ushered the group into the cars, Mary Jaated, looking back at Diego. "Thank you for looking out for us."

  Diego smiled, his smile ever-present. "It's my pleasure, Ms. Watson. You all take care, and maybe ime, we keep the drinks to a minimum, yeah?"

  She ughed softly, nodding. "Yeah, maybe."

  Ohey were all safely in their cars and on their way, Diego let out a sigh of relief. The night had beeful, and he was gd it ended without any major is. He turned back towards the club, ready to the night.

  Baside, the club's energy hadn't wahe music still pulsed, and the lights still fshed in sync with the beat. Diego made his rounds o time, ensuring everything was running smoothly before heading to his office.

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